I’ve spent the last few hours clicking around the internet, scanning various blogs, and bookmarking at least two dozen recipes for future reference. I’m not sure if I’ll ever make them, as most of my cooking and baking is spontaneous and based on whatever craving I’m suffering from at the time. Granted, I don’t mind making home cooked meals in the least, it’s just harder to when you don’t really have anyone to cook for other than yourself. In such cases, casserole’s and whatnot just aren’t idea. Normally when I bake, I can bring any leftovers to work. Otherwise I’d no doubt indulge and gain at least 5 pounds in one sitting. Plus, it’s nice to have something simple to munch on. On the other hand, I’m not sure how everyone would react if I were to walk in carrying a tin of, let’s say, ‘pumpkin and spinach macaroni and cheese.’ (Yes, I’m aware how strange that sounds. Yes, I did just bookmark it.)
I don’t really no where I was going with this, which is perhaps why I’ll never make it as a food blogger. I just like to ramble. Sometimes what I say makes sense, and other times even I can’t figure out what’s going on in my head. This isn’t one of those times…
Basically, I have no life and spend way too much of my free time thinking about food. I need a man who will appreciate my ample amounts of time in the kitchen. Or an army of men. Yes, an army would do just fine.
